When a person is alone, his reaction to things is related to his personality.
For example, strong people will stick to their own opinions and choices.
People who have no independent opinions will be confused and hesitant.
When all this is integrated into the group, everything changes.
No matter they are strong people or people who have no opinion, they all look ferocious and excited at this moment.
The gods have spoken and let us attack the state.
The wildness and violence in everyone's heart were aroused, and they wished they could rush to the state house right now.
At this moment, a deep voice came slowly.
"Where are the gods? I want to meet them!"
"Bold!" The two big men under the man's seat shouted at Ning Yayun.
The people present slowly turned around.
"It's Headmaster Ning!"
"Hey! Headmaster Ning is here too?"
"I've met Headmaster Ning!"
On the day when Xuanxue opened its gate, many people in the city went there. With Yang Xuan's prestige and support, and the subsequent opening of the Martyrs' Shrine, Xuanxue immediately became a popular spot in Lin'an City.
Therefore, many people present had seen Ning Yayun.
Ning Yayun nodded and flicked her tail, "Old man Ning Yayun, where is the spirit?"
The sound was long but extremely clear.
It's like someone is talking in your ear.
"Headmaster Ning is indeed personable and personable, a man among the gods!"
"Look at that gentleman's temperament. When I saw him, I actually thought of betrothing my daughter to him!"
"Your daughter is only eighteen, isn't she?"
"Yes! But for some reason, I feel that my daughter is not worthy of him!"
The atmosphere gradually changed from tense to peaceful.
The man said in a deep voice: "Ning Yayun?"
"Exactly!" Ning Yayun nodded.
The man smiled, "I have also heard about metaphysics, but over the years, metaphysics has gradually declined..."
Which pot won’t be opened?
Ning Yayun said lightly: "Dare to ask..."
The man raised his hands toward the void and said, "Young man under the throne of the Emperor of Heaven, Shenghe!"
"Are you a god?"
"One hundred thousand years ago, I ascended into the human world and became a god."
"I have seen records of gods in metaphysics books. It is said that the movements of their hands and feet have great power and can destroy the heaven and the earth. I happened to encounter it today. Can you open my eyes to it?"
The man sighed: "This is the human world. If I take action, all living beings will be in ruins."
"Don't be afraid, I'm blocking you!"
hiss!
Someone hissed, "Is Master Ning going to become a god?"
Shenghe said angrily: "Ning Yayun, you are a mortal, how dare you be rude to me? Get away quickly!"
A big man sitting down said: "This person is here. The gods cannot hide the secrets of heaven. In a short while, heaven will attack, and you will be turned into powder!"
Someone started making a commotion, "Headmaster Ning, don't delay the big event I'm waiting for!"
Ning Yayun flicked her tail, "Everyone, don't you want to see the gods take action? If they are gods, they only need to show off. For a moment, that's all!"
yes!
Who doesn’t want to see the wonders of the gods.
Everyone looked at Shenghe silently.
"Bold!" Shenghe shouted: "You are colluding with Yang Xuan..."
"Are you feeling guilty when you talk about him?" Ning Yayun sneered.
Even if Lao Shuai Guo sneers, he looks particularly charming.
Everyone was thinking, is there something wrong with the gods?
Shenghe was squeezed out and had no way to retreat, so he said calmly: "That's fine!"
He took out a piece of yellow paper and put it on the desk.
Turning his eyes, Shenghe said calmly: "There is a disaster today, and no one can avoid it. I couldn't bear to see you suffer, so I begged the Emperor of Heaven to take your place in your place. I have taken out some of my souls and put them on this piece of paper. Later,
, Heaven’s punishment is coming…”
Everyone held their breath, and when they saw Shenghe, he took out a short knife and started dancing.
The short sword was swung in all directions, slowly, but a powerful whistling sound could be heard.
Gradually, Sheng He's face showed a look of pain.
He panted, finally knelt down in front of the desk, raised his head and shouted: "I beg the Emperor of Heaven to forgive me!"
He seemed to be listening, and then smiled and said: "Yes, sir, the crime is unpardonable, and I know it."
Shenghe smiled and said: "The Emperor of Heaven has already promised, but you have to kill me three times."
"This, you're not cutting yourself off by yourself, are you?"
"Hard to say."
Shenghe raises his sword.
Everyone watched with bated breath.
The short knife waved and landed on the yellow paper.
One knife!
"ah!"
Shenghe howled miserably.
It was as if the piece of yellow paper was himself.
Two knives!
"ah!"
Shenghe was sweating profusely.
"ah!"
After three swords, Shenghe looked weak.
A big man went up, picked up the yellow paper, and exclaimed, "There is blood."
He showed the yellow paper to everyone.
On the yellow paper, three blood stains appeared at this moment.
Everyone exclaimed.
"He's actually bleeding!"
"It can be seen that the gods placed the soul on the paper."
"The gods are willing to be punished for us, how merciful!"
"God has mercy!"
Everyone kowtowed.
Only three people did not kneel down.
Two of Helianyan's men.
Add Ning Yayun.
Sheng He said solemnly: "Ning Yayun, you have caused trouble to the people of Chenzhou today. What crime should you be guilty of?"
Everyone turned around and stared angrily.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Ning Yayun laughed loudly.
"Pretend to be a ghost!"
Ning Yayun stepped forward.
Shenghe pointed at him, "You have blasphemed God today and there will be consequences!"
The two Helianyan's men looked at each other.
"I'm afraid this god is real."
"I can see those three swords clearly, they are really cut on the yellow paper."
"Yes! He was not found to have done anything."
"If this is a god, how can we resist it?"
"Ning Yayun is on board, can we?"
"This is a god!"
"Ms. Helian is furious..."
"Fuck you, come on!"
The two took out their daggers and slowly pushed their way through the crowd.
"Kill him!"
someone in the crowd shouted.
"Kill this blasphemer!"
"Kill Ning Yayun and keep her safe!"
Amidst the shouting and shouting, Ning Yayun walked over.
The two big men stood up.
"Quiet!"
Ning Yayun turned around.
"Kill him!"
The crowd is still wild.
Ning Yayun said: "There is a ghost in this paper!"
In an instant, the scene became quiet.
Because Ning Yayun reached out and grabbed the yellow paper.
Under the trembling inner breath, the yellow paper was shaking, as if there was someone hiding inside.
Ning Yayun took the yellow paper and sniffed it, and Shenghe's expression changed drastically.
"This paper is soaked in turmeric, who's going to smell it?"
"Me!" Helianyan's men put away their daggers, walked over, and whispered: "Headmaster Ning, let's run together in a minute!"
Ning Yayun was startled.
The man pretended to smell it, but in fact he was preparing to run away.
I can't help it, there are too many people.
But he was suddenly startled, and then took a deep breath.
“Damn it! It’s so spicy from turmeric!”
Another person came over, took the yellow paper and sniffed it, "Hey! It's really awesome!"
The third person comes up...
"It's turmeric!"
Shenghe said loudly: "Soaking in turmeric can drive away evil spirits."
Everyone thought so too.
Ning Yayun smiled, "Mix plant ash and shell powder in water. It is a good thing for washing dishes and removing stains. You can soak a short knife in it.
In addition, the yellow paper is soaked in turmeric water.
After both are ready, use a short knife to cut on the yellow paper. When the plant ash and shell powder meet the turmeric, traces like blood stains will appear."
Everyone was stunned.
Ning Yayun said calmly: "Metaphysics has been passed down for thousands of years. During these years, the metaphysics seniors have encountered many people who pretend to be gods and ghosts. Such methods can be found everywhere in metaphysics records."
In the earliest days of metaphysics, these methods were used to deceive people.
Later, I felt that this technique was a bit embarrassing, so I banned my disciples from doing it. However, the technique has been passed down.
"That's nonsense!" Shenghe shouted.
"The disciples of metaphysics got these things for fun when they had nothing to do. Now you only need to ask someone to go to metaphysics to get them, and I can demonstrate to you on the spot what it means to see blood with a single blow!"
Shenghe stood up and said with a ferocious smile: "Kill him who blasphemes God!"
Two big men rushed over.
The momentum is fierce.
"Headmaster Ning, get out of the way!"
someone exclaimed.
Ning Yayun flicked the tail in her hand, and the big man who rushed up first took a hit and flew away.
Then, another big man roared, his muscles tensed up, and his clothes actually bulged out, which was breathtaking to watch.
"ah!"
A punch is like a heavy hammer.
The strong wind howled, and Ning Yayun stretched out her hand.
Clenched his fist.
He smiled and took a step forward.
Boom!
The big man flew out upside down.
Just in time to catch Shenghe flying by.
Shenghe punched the big man and shouted: "The Emperor of Heaven has mercy!"
His voice is a bit strange, and it makes people feel friendly and trustworthy.
Those people looked struggling. They had some faith in Ning Yayun, but now they were glaring angrily.
"Little tricks!"
At some point, the guqin was in Ning Yayun's hands.
Holding the guqin in his left hand, he sat down like this, as if there was a pillar under his body.
Sitting very comfortably.
Ning Yayun's right hand gently touched the strings.
The sound of the piano suddenly rises, as if a breeze blows after the rain, making people feel refreshed.
Those people shook their heads.
I feel a lot more awake.
Shenghe had already flown in front of Ning Yayun, and he opened his right hand, like an eagle's claw, and grabbed it from afar.
Ning Yayun raised her right hand.
With his left hand, he put the guqin behind him.
Take a step forward!
Boom!
One punch!
Victory and flying retreat!
Ning Yayun followed closely.
"Let me go!"
Shenghe roared in mid-air, "Otherwise I will perish with you!"
Ning Yayun's figure flew away, "Come!"
Shenghe's body turned, and Ning Yayun seemed to know that he would do this, and she followed suit.
Still a punch!
Boom!
Blood spilled from the corner of Shenghe's mouth.
"God, God was beaten to the point of vomiting blood by Headmaster Ning?"
Everyone was stunned.
Shenghe screamed, "Ning Yayun, why are you so aggressive!"
Ning Yayun chased after her.
"Show me your prototype!"
Shenghe stepped back and shouted: "I admit defeat!"
Ning Yayun approached and punched her.
Boom!
This punch knocked Shenghe into the wall.
Boom!
There was a big hole in the wall, and Shenghe flew out.
Ning Yayun chased after her.
Shenghe was in mid-air, blood spurting from his mouth.
"Who is this?"
Someone outside said in surprise.
"Isn't this a god?"
Then, Ning Yayun flew out.
"This is... Master Ning of metaphysics!"
Shenghe screamed: "If you are single, you will be beaten ninety-nine, if you are not beaten, you will be given one! Ning Yayun, let me go! I swear, I will never come to Northern Xinjiang again in this life!"
Ning Yayun raised her fist.
Under the instigation of inner breath, the wind howled.
Shenghe raised his hands, "Spare my life!"
A group of people rushed in, led by Yang Xuan.
At this moment, Shenghe's face was pale in mid-air, and the corners of his mouth and clothes were covered with blood. He raised his hands and looked at Ning Yayun pitifully.
Ning Yayun's fist stopped right in front of his eyebrows, and the strong wind blew Sheng He's beard and hair flying upside down.
"Headmaster Ning!"
He Lianyan came in and couldn't help being shocked when he saw this, "I want to live!"
Shenghe couldn't help but have a hint of joy and cunning in his eyes.
Ning Yayun's eyes were calm.
Fist forward!
Boom!
Shenghe looked normal, then he fell to the ground with a thud, his body trembled a few times, and then there was no sound again.
Ning Yayun landed.
He flicked his tail and said, "Zitai."
Yang Xuan cupped his hand and said, "Thank you so much, Master."
"You're welcome."
Yang Xuan stepped forward and asked in a low voice: "Can't you leave anyone alive?"
Ning Yayun said: "This person's trick of pretending to be a ghost has some origins. Those people are all in the same group. If he is left alive, will his accomplices come to Chenzhou to rob the prison? A group of people who are pretending to be ghosts gathered in Chenzhou, I am afraid that
There’s going to be chaos.”
"I see." Yang Xuan finally understood Ning Yayun's intention.
These people are either passers-by, friends, or dead people.
If Ning Yayun had just let Sheng He go, Yang Xuan had caught a hot potato. If she let him go, Sheng He would take revenge. If he didn't let her go, those accomplices would gather in Chenzhou, and the trouble would be even greater.
So it's best to kill them cleanly.
"Thank you, Master."
"polite!"
Ning Yayun left with her money and money.
"Let the old thief come."
Someone went.
The brothel's madam was captured.
"He gave me 20,000 yuan, and the slave lost his head."
"Take them all!"
Yang Xuan put his hands behind his hands and looked at the people who had been bewitched, "Write down their names."
"Please spare your life!"
A group of people knelt down and begged in panic.
He Lianyan had already listened to the report from his subordinates and said: "These people wanted to attack the state house before, so we should not be lenient."
Yang Xuan said: "The people are like this. They listen to the wind and it becomes the rain."
After hearing that I just left my name, those people were very grateful.
"Make you merciful!"
"Yes! More merciful than gods!"
Someone came to kowtow in front of Yang Xuan.
"Thank you very much, envoy."
"Next time, remember not to be deceived by others!" Yang Xuan warned.
"Yes. I will worship the envoy's tablet when I return home. If I don't believe in any gods, I will believe in the envoy."
He Lianyan was dumbfounded, "Can it still be like this?"
Yang Xuan's head was full of black lines, "I'm not dead yet!"
"It's a living sacrifice!"
Someone said: "There is a tablet of the envoy enshrined in someone's home."
Yang Xuan asked: "Why is that?"
"Say yes, ward off evil spirits!"
…
When we left the alley, the old thief arrived.
"Mr. Lang."
The old thief glanced at He Lianyan.
Give me a hint! What a fox!
Helianyan opened her small mouth.
Then, close it.
Although everyone is in the same system and all stand under the banner of Boss Yang, their friendships are different.
The old thief felt that he was all-around talented, but He Lianyan didn't give him any face at all.
Yang Xuan paid no attention to the minor conflicts among his men and asked: "Have you ever heard of people who pretend to be gods and ghosts?"
This is the strength of the old thief, "The villain's family tradition is actually related to pretending to be a ghost. The villain's parents often hang out with those people, exchange some experiences, and ask for help if they encounter trouble..."
Is this still a mutual aid organization?
No!
It's a trade union.
"If someone is killed..."
The old thief solemnly said, "No problem, take revenge!"